Morning
All year long there is
the table by the window,
blue cups with white rims,
the black teapot.
There are sometimes flowers,
when we remember.
There are paisley napkins,
and always oranges.
The window looks down
into a courtyard,
and sometimes up
into blue sky.
by Frederick Smock
i was here. thinking about blue skies & a plate of orange slices.
Those orange slices look so juicy and so inviting….I’m now craving an orange!
I absolutely love seeing shots like this one and knowing that you’re luxuriating in your time off. What a gift for you and how wise of you to envision it and make it happen.
Erin in Morro Bay
i was here, came to visit while strolling down the internet highway, a little snap, buzz through the wires just to say hello and wish I was there to snatch of slice of that juicy orange, sounds like the best kind of day was had at Moss cottage. xxooxx